Wild Men of Alaska 04 - Wild Men of Alaska - Four Book Bundle

she was stalking a moose with a pair of scissors.
    She crept up on BW. His ears twitched, one facing toward her, the other facing back. This damn moose was determined to make a headline out of her. Instead of her being held hostage in her house, she was now going to be known as the cheechako in a tug-a-war for her bra, which would bring up questions of how she lost it in the first place.
    This was so messed-up. Or fucking moosed-up. Yeah, she completely understood the terminology now.
    She inched a couple of feet closer to BW. His head stayed down as he munched the pieces of apples she’d sliced with her newly purchased pocket knife—also from the lodge—while on the trek back to the clinic.
    She bit her lips to keep from uttering, “Nice moosey” again. Last time that had gotten her chased up a tree. A few more inches closer, and suddenly BW raised his massive rack and pierced her with his deep, knowing brown eyes. There was intelligence there, probably more than she possessed. Her very expensive, lavender, Victoria Secret bra—the sourdoughs knew their lingerie—swung from his antlers.
    They stared at each other. Eva didn’t breathe as she slowly raised her hand with the scissors.
    “What are you doing?”
    Eva yelped, jumping back and dropping the scissors while BW took off into the woods, spraying her with clumps of dirt, her lavender bra waving like a flag as he navigated the trees.
    Damn it.
    Eva swung around to find Raven behind her.
    “Are you nuts?” Raven asked. “What did you think you were doing?”
    “Trying to cut my bra off his antlers.” Wasn’t it obvious?
    Raven paused and then started to laugh, holding her stomach as she bent at the waist and gave into the belly roll.
    In disgust, Eva gave a longing look in BW’s direction. No sign of him. Who knew how long it would take to coax him back, and how many apples? She’d have to drive into Fairbanks since she’d bought out the lodge.
    She picked up the scissors and took a seat on the stairs while Raven laughed. Raven eventually sobered, wiping her eyes of tears, and joined Eva.
    “You should have seen yourself. I thought you were going to stab him or something.”
    “I’m not that much of an idiot. Besides, if I want to stab someone, I have much sharper instruments in the clinic.”
    “So, it is true. Want to tell me how BW came about wearing your undergarments?”
    “One undergarment. And would you buy that I’d hung clothes to dry, and he got tangled in the clothes line?”
    “No, not when I see how Lynx looks at you.”
    “Does everyone know?” This small town stuff was going to take a lot of getting used to. She never thought she’d miss the anonymity of the big city.
    “Yes. They’re taking bets.”
    “Bets! On what?”
    “Well, the first—and this was set when you arrived in town—how long you’d last. The second, and more interesting, is whether or not you’ll tame Lynx.”
    “Tame Lynx? As in...?” She couldn’t bring herself to utter the word.
    “Yes, marriage.” Raven laughed all over again at Eva’s shocked expression. “Relax, the invitations haven’t gone out. Yet.” She giggled again, wiping at the mirth tearing in her eyes. “Damn, but you are fun.”
    “We aren’t even technically dating. He stood me up, and after sleeping with him last night, he hasn’t returned any of my calls.”
    Now, why had she said that?
    “Ah, I knew there was a good story on how BW got a hold of your bra.” Raven suddenly got serious. “How do you feel about Lynx?”
    “Uh.” Did she share with this woman? While they had been friendly since she’d arrived in town, they weren’t really confidants. She hadn’t had a confidant since Jeremy. Did she want to risk developing another one? Yes, as it turned out, she did. “Can we talk?” She dropped the scissors on the stair next to her and clasped her hands between her knees. “I really could use another woman to talk to.”
    Raven met her eyes and studied her for a long uncomfortable minute, as though really sizing her up. “You realize he’s my brother?”
    “Can you be impartial?”
    “I think so.”
    Eva gathered her courage. Courage that she used to have buckets full of until Davis and Jeremy had emotionally beaten her up. She set all that aside. This was a new life, a new beginning, and Raven, a new friend.
    “I think I could really care for Lynx. What am I saying? I already care too much for him.”
    “And the problem?” Raven’s lips flirted